Daddy Horan

t h r e e

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably when Niall decided to sit next to me. Why was he doing this? He should know better.

"So, Niall." My mother started and smiled at him. "Married? Have any children?"

"Uh." Niall wiped his mouth with his napkin and placed it back onto his lap. "No. I am in fact single."

"You are?" My father looked at him in shock. "You're twenty eight. You're already getting old, man."

"He's not that old." My mother shook her head.

"Well you better start now. Before you know it, it will be too late."

"You're right. I should start now." Niall's hand tickled the skin of my thighs. I grabbed onto my fork to grab a hold of myself. His fingers grazed my hot core and I cleared my throat. I failed and it almost came out as a moan. My eyes widened.

"You okay, Lana?" My mother looked up at me. "You're sweating."

"I'm not feeling too well. Please excuse me." I quickly got out of my chair and ran upstairs into my room. I threw myself onto the bed.

Why must he make me feel this way?

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A few hours later I looked at my clock. It was past twelve. I wasn't feeling sleepy or tired. I just kept thinking about him.

I closed my eyes and found myself asleep within minutes. I heard my door open and lock.

"Kitten? Are you feeling better?" Niall whispered.

"Go away." I groaned.

"Lana, do I disgust you?" His voice was soft and trembling.

"Yes, now leave."

I felt the sheats move next to me. His arm wrapped around me and pulled me towards his back. I had missed this feeling.

"Look me in the eyes, baby girl." He whispered into my ear. It sent shivers down my spine and I hesitantly turned around.

I met with his gorgeous eyes. Blue and beautiful. They stared back at me with concern.

"Do I not please you in any way?"

His hot breath hit my lips and I just wanted to kiss him so bad. We haven't kissed properly. I haven't kissed anyone before.

"Y-Yes." I looked away from his eyes.

"Yes?" I could feel a smile form on his lips.

"You...make me feel good." My face burned.

"Good girl." He kissed my forehead.

I pressed my forehead onto his chest and listened to his heart beat. I had only met him and he was making me feel this way. I loved every second of it. I loved the way he said my name. The sound of his accent, his gorgeous eyes, his skilled fingers, his soft lips. I loved it.

"Goodnight, Kitten." He held onto me tighter.

"Goodnight, Niall." I smiled. It quickly went away as I realized that I was allowing this. I was okay with being with this grown man. This gorgeous strong man. My parents would kill me and him if they found out.

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I woke up early on a Sunday morning. It was six and my parents would wake up at any minute. I opened my eyes and found Niall staring at me with a smile.

"Good morning, Lana." Niall leaned to give me a kiss on the lips but I stopped him.

"Uh...morning breath." I quickly got out of bed. "You should leave. My parents will come in at any moment."

Niall chuckled before stretching out. "You owe me a kiss, kitten." He scratched his head and rubbed his eyes. "I'll let it go this time. Next time, you will give me the kiss. You hear?"

"Y-yes." I was aroused by his dominance. I had never met someone like Niall. I didn't know anything about sex. I was prudish. He was probably very well experienced and the thought aroused me more.

"Yes what?" He growled.

"Y-yes...Daddy." I looked away and I wanted the ground to swallow me.

"Good girl." He groaned. "See you later, kitten."

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